I do not always have inspiration when I start writing a blog piece. I often come unprepared to try to be relevant and meaningful each time.

Perhaps I try to overachieve to satisfy an internal desire to be helpful to my readers. In all cases, I will not waste your time.

I try to add something we can all relate to, experience, adjust to, something newly presented.

Once again, I arrive at my desk at 6:30 am on a Monday, aware that I have at least a week’s worth of blog posts to review, draft, and perfect.

But I am not sure I can be beneficial right now.

There’s a reason. It’s not me. It’s not you. It’s the need to scream into an abyss to cope healthily with my world and business.

No, I am not desperate; I’ll make it better.

Yes, I can be optimistically, realistically, metaphysically just myself and many of you know me that way. Definitely imperfect.

At a recent zoom networking meeting, I delivered an oratorio that went nowhere.  The topic was controversial. I knew what I wanted to say but the thoughts came out so fast as to be rambling. It was like sitting down to write a blog piece without an agenda. But in  the zoom meeting, there’s no editing or rearranging the sentences to be more coherent. The words came out “on the record.”

For a while I felt inwardly terrible. I had to process my error. I felt I let my colleagues down, just not my best moment. Not because I said anything wrong or insensitive or inconsiderate, at least that I recall, just jumbled.  But I know I could have/should have been better, my self-imposed standard.

Like I hold you to a higher standard of planning, outlining, drafting, editing, publishing,  and then later tweaking your LinkedIn persona.

Alas, not every blog post here is a nugget of gold; sometimes it’s a bit shiny but still pedestrian. In the case of the zoom comments, the topic was so dense, so supercharged that I had nothing valuable, malleable or refineable beyond its weight in the conversation.

Is this a cleansing of sorts (assuming you as a reader were witness to that zoom call)?

Was this faux pas I committed something we entrepreneurs all encounter: not being  routinely, uniformly, insatiably a “giver” to those I care to surround myself?

Is it OK to be substandard once in a while? Yes, like on the zoom call, and perhaps you think that here as well.

I write because it its cathartic, as in this post. I write because I have something to impart.  We all need a power washing once in a while.

There, I “came clean” and feel better already.

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